The Photo Shop Ch. 51

When I had tickled her enough, I grabbed a bottle of baby oil, squirted a generous amount between her tits, and began massaging her fun bags. I then let my hands travel down her abdomen towards her pussy, which unfortunately I just couldn't reach from my position at the head of the table. My hard cock slid over her hair and forehead, all the way to her nose. She felt it and like a snake, she began to slide upward, bringing my cock closer to her mouth. I took my hands away from her to let her do what she wanted to do. She slid so much up that her head was now over the edge of the massage table, hanging down and when I approached again she took my cock deep into her hot mouth.

When I now again began to massage her upper body I could easily reach her pussy. "Clever girl," I thought, she pleasures me and hopes I will do the same for her now that I can reach her cunt with my hands and fingers. Well, I wouldn't want to fail her, this kind of initiative deserves to be rewarded, and I couldn't think of any better reward than an orgasm. I had a Magic Wand hidden under the table, so I grabbed it, turned it on to the lowest position, and pressed it against her snatch. Although eventually, my ultimate goal was to give her, her much-desired orgasm, I still wanted to keep her on edge for a while. She began to moan. The vibrations she thus created around my cock deep in her mouth were not exactly what I was aiming for as I didn't want to cum yet, so I braced myself, concentrating on her pussy.

As if on automatic pilot she opened her legs wider and wider while taking my cock even deeper in her mouth to make me cum, probably hoping that I would take pity on her and let her cum too. My only possible defense was to turn up the vibrations of the magic wand or pull my cock out of her mouth, which was difficult the way I was positioned. I decided to go for broke and put her out of her misery and let her cum while she made me cum, so I turned the magic wand to maximum. Her reaction was immediate. She pulled her legs up like a frog, opening even wider than before, arching her back, and hollowing her stomach. The way she was now, she looked extremely alluring, it was a pity I didn't have any hands free to take pictures. Her moaning increased fivefold giving me most probably the same feeling on my cock as the wand must be producing on her pussy.

Both our breathing became fast and shallow as a torrent of searing pleasure burned through our bodies, causing hers to convulse as she tumbled over the crest, and took me with her into a body-shuddering orgasm. Her cunt squirted all over the place with her belly pulsing as she howled out her rapture, while I filled her eager mouth with rope after rope of sticky semen, growling and grumbling deep in my throat. As she sucked the last drops of cum out of my slowly softening cock, I pulled it out and saw her swallow. I dropped on a nearby chair and she tried to sit back on the table, but her cuffed hands didn't allow it. I guess her neck must have been pretty sore from the unnatural position it had been in for the past 15 to 20 minutes while sucking me, so I quickly undid the cuffs.

She whispered, "Thank you, Master."

"My pleasure slave," I replied, after which we both burst out laughing at the absurdity of our remarks. But then Linda looked very seriously at me, and I wondered why.

"Lew..."

"Master," I corrected her.

She kept on looking seriously which got me worried a bit, so I looked again at her and asked, "what is it? Don't you want to play anymore?"

"I don't mind playing but if it's OK with you I would like to have your advice on something first," she said looking gloomy.

"What is it darling, what's on your mind?"

"How can I put it...I've got a problem and I don't have anyone I can talk to, and over time, you've become some sort of a father figure to me."

"I wouldn't really describe our relationship as a father/daughter relationship, not with all the sex we've had, but OK, what's bothering you, am I too old?"

"No nothing like that, and I thoroughly enjoy the sex, but as I said I know no one older with more life experience like you I can talk to."

"You're not pregnant are you?"

"No silly, I know very well how to avoid getting pregnant, it's more about relationships and trying to figure out what I want in life for myself. This thing with Astrid and others that I'm now modeling for, it's nice but it will end, fairly soon I think, I'm not exactly a spring chicken anymore."

"Yes but you have your studies, you wanted to be a lawyer?"

"Yeah I know, but now I'm not so sure anymore about that either."

"Would you like to study something different?"

"No, not really, oh Lew, I don't know what I want," she said while she came into my arms crying. I let her cry a bit until it finally died down and she sat up again, her eyes all red and puffy. I gave her a handkerchief to dry her eyes and cheeks and blow her nose. It became immediately clear to me she had a whole bunch of unresolved issues from the past and present.

"It's obvious to me that there's something serious, but it seems you're struggling to talk about it?"

"Yes."

"Would you like to give it a try?"

"I don't know, you'll probably think I'm being silly."

"If it's such a problem for you, I will never think you're being silly dear, but take your time, we have about 20 hours left to talk about what it is that's bothering you."

"What about my time as your slave then?"

"I think this is far more important than any silly slave/Master game, I love you far too much to put something like that before your well-being."

"Do you really love me?"

"Yes dear, I love you like a friend, like a father even if you wish, but I'm not in love with you, I hope you understand the difference. I will do anything for you, even give up the wonderful sex we have if that can make you feel better."

We sat together silently on the massage table for a long time, me holding her in one arm, her head resting on my shoulder, her hands in her lap, when all of a sudden she burst out.

"I have met a guy and he claims he's in love with me and I love the great sex we have together but something is missing."

"Can you elaborate on the 'something'?"

"Well he makes me feel good and he's always very considerate when we have sex, making sure I always cum before he does. He never asks me to do something I don't want to do, well basically a bit like when I have sex with you, but something is missing, something I feel when I'm with you and I don't feel with him."

"And what is that something then that you feel with me and not with him?"

"How can I describe it, some sort of security, a feeling of being wanted and taken care of, as I said the sex is wonderful, but... say something would happen, one or other calamity... I don't know a fire or an earthquake, I think he would first save himself and leave me be, and that's not the kind of feeling I have when I'm with you or that I would like to have when I consider spending the rest of my life with someone."

"Maybe this a stupid question, but do you think he is too much of a shellfish guy?"

"I don't think so for the moment, but I think if given the opportunity he would and that is a part of the kind of security I'm missing."

"Do I gather from all this that you would like to settle with a man, have babies, and live happily ever after, like in the fairytales?"

"Yes and no, I don't believe in fairytales anymore, but I still would like to lead a more normal life than my parents."

"What happened with your parents? Are they still around?"

"No both my parents died, but while they were alive it was pure hell, and somehow I've got a feeling that with this boyfriend I have it might end up very similar to what happened with my parents."

"Would it help if you tell me about it?"

"I don't know, I sort of had hoped to leave it in the past and forget about it."

"Maybe, talking about it can help to process it and give it a place, have you ever talked to a professional?"

"No, not really, my foster mother suggested it, but I was too young and not close enough to her to accept her suggestion."

"So you were in foster care?"

"Yes, it was only a few months, but compulsory by law, from the time my mother died to my eighteenth birthday when I became an adult. The period was far too short to build a meaningful relationship with this woman."

"And you feel that our relationship is more meaningful and deeper than with her?"

"Hey Lew, you deflowered me...twice...back and front, you helped me get an interesting job, how close can you get to a person?"

"Yes, you're right, so do you feel you can talk to me about your relationship with your parents, or is it still too raw?"

"I think I could talk to you, but first I would like you to make tender love to me as only you can."

"Is this a ploy to avoid being punished for not following orders when you arrived?"

"No not at all, if you want to flog me first go right ahead, but promise me you'll make tender love to me afterwards."

"I'm only joking dear, I trust you as you trust me and after what you told me I don't think a flogging is required, we'll just stick to tender loving care."

After which I took her by the hand, led her to my bedroom, made her lie down on the bed, and spooned her, my arms around her in a protective manner. I felt her shiver.

She began to tell me about her past and the awful time she experienced living with her parents. When she began telling me about the boyfriend, I was quickly convinced that he was not the guy to make her happy and, while a little reluctant to make decisions for her, nevertheless advised her to end it as soon as she could. I felt her relax more as her story came to a close, clearly happy that she could share such intimate things with me and that I had confirmed what she already knew deep inside she had to do. We lay spooned for a very long time, just enjoying each other's company, not interested in anything sexual, one hand just stroking her arm or leg, the other holding one of hers across her shoulder.

At first, I didn't touch any of her tender parts, but it didn't last very long before I simply had a very strong urge to cup one of her breasts. As I touched it tenderly sliding over it I felt her nipple pucker up, getting instantly harder. Unfortunately, my treacherous organ had the same idea and began to grow against her butt. She wiggled so that it settled nicely in her asscrack and gave me a little moan.

I began kissing her neck and shoulder while I continued to play with the nipple of her left tit, making it rock hard. She turned around on her left side, faced me, looked into my eyes, and kissed me tenderly. I responded, placing tender little kisses on her lovely lips, no tongue involved. This was not about having sex, this was all about caring for each other, and at this point in time, Linda needed someone to protect her and to care about her, more than someone giving her an earth-shattering orgasm. I put my left hand on her upper arm, then moved it over to her back, and tenderly caressed her. She melted into me, she began tentatively to lick my lips with the tip of her tongue as if seeking entrance to my willing mouth. I gladly allowed her in, opening my lips for her. Her hand was also caressing my back and arm.

It seemed as if both of us were on autopilot as our hands simultaneously moved from each other's backs towards our hips and thighs, tenderly stroking. Our kissing became slightly more feverish as we were playing around in each other's mouths waltzing around our tongues. Her hand snuck over my thigh towards my, now, hard cock and began caressing it slowly making it grow from hard to rock hard. As if drawn by a magnet, my hand had crept towards her moistening pussy, tickling her labia.

We both wanted more, but with our other arm and hand stuck under our sides it was difficult, so I pulled Linda on top of me, letting her gorgeous boobs press against my chest. She held my head with both hands while continuing our kissing marathon, doing things with her tongue she'd never done before. My hands had moved again to her lower back and continued their journey towards her firm buttocks, where I tried to slide between her thighs in search of her pussy.

Luckily for me, I have rather long arms so with a bit of effort I managed to touch that magical place where her legs meet. She slid a few inches up my body and opened her legs slightly by putting her knees on either side of my pelvis making it a bit easier for me to reach her pussy lips and begin to tickle them. I could immediately feel they were getting seriously wet.

After a while, she began to slide down my body, leaving a trail of tender kisses along my neck, shoulders, and chest. Once there, she licked my nipples which immediately pebbled, sending small jolts of pleasure to my cock and making it jump up a bit against her stomach. From my nipples, her kissing and licking journey continued over my stomach to finally arrive at her intended destination. The next thing I felt was my glans getting tender butterfly kisses and finally being gobbled up in her welcoming mouth. Once it was firmly inside, it began its own journey toward her throat. The sensation was divine, what her tongue had done before in my mouth, it was now doing along the total length of my throbbing member.

I urgently needed to gather my wits to keep from cumming, her needs were now far more important than mine, so I slowly pulled her up again, and rolled around so I was on top. She protested, but only mildly. To shut her up I resumed kissing her cherry lips, an action which she seemed to appreciate and eagerly participated in. After a good 5 minutes I ventured down the same path that she had gone before, but now down her beautiful body.

Starting from her mouth I moved towards her earlobes on which I sucked with little dashes of my tongue down her ear. That seemed to soothe her. I felt her relax while her hands moved to my head which she almost perceptively guided in the direction of her chest. I gladly obliged making a small detour over her neck and shoulders all along her upper arms, for the moment steering clear of her boobs moving to the inside of her elbows and then back up to her mid-upper arm again.

From there I made a lateral move and started placing tens of little kisses on the side of her orbs, moving at a snail's pace to the underside and then back up through the beautiful valley between them. Arriving at the top I completed the full circle before descending towards her nipples that had puckered as if begging for my touch. Not wanting to keep her on tenterhooks too long, I kissed the right one fully and sucked it deep into my mouth, taking a big part of her tit inside my mouth as well. I felt her shiver while she held the back of my head and pressed it against her breast, sighing. I gave it my full attention before turning to the other side and giving that one exactly the same treatment, resulting in more shivers and moans. While I did that she pushed her breasts out and pulled her stomach in, she looked fabulous. One of my hands had in the meantime begun its trip over that pulled-in stomach towards her beautiful waxed pussy.

"Who was it that said that only women can do more than one thing at a time?"

I let it glide over her womanhood, cupping it snugly with a full hand as if I wanted to keep it warm. By then I had finished licking and sucking her girls and was continuing my culinary journey over her abdomen. Her stomach fluttered nervously in anticipation of my oral invasion of that sweet spot between her legs. By the time I had licked my way to her mons, I let my hand slide away from her snatch towards the inside of her thighs and let it rest there wiggling my fingers from time to time over this sensitive area of her body. Going down with my mouth I had the pleasure of inhaling her enticing female aroma, making me even more eager to taste her womanly juices again.

By the time I arrived at her most intimate spot I was so horny, that I couldn't wait any longer and immediately began my culinary feast. After my lips had made contact with her yearning sex, I continued by licking over her hooded clit, down her outer labia to her vagina, and then back up again, savoring the taste. This elicited sighs and moans from her upper lips. She helped by opening her legs and sticking them out high, I grabbed her ankles and pinned them near her ears, demonstrating her flexibility. This brought her into a very similar position to how she had been during her very first visit to me so many months ago. I couldn't refrain from licking all along her pussy over her perineum and ending up at her little brown star, giving it some extra stimulation with just the tip of my tongue. I was rewarded with an extra gush of female juices flowing down from her kitty directly onto my outstretched tongue. Moving back up again I replaced my tongue with a finger, which I could now easily slide into her saliva-wet anus, resulting in another groan of pleasure.

"Oh my Gawd Lew I missed this, all that kinky stuff is stimulating, but some TLC really beats it...no pun intended."

Rather than answering, I doubled my efforts to stimulate her pleasure bean with my mouth, sucking it from under its hood and tickling the underside with the tip of my tongue. I felt shivers going through her body. She held my head with both of her hands and pressed it to her little wonderland. I alternated sucking on her clit with sucking her inner lips deep into my mouth hollowing my cheeks like women sometimes do when giving head. When my lips got a bit tired from the sucking, I made my tongue rigid and stuck it as deep as it could go in her sheath. All of a sudden I had an idea, I knew what effect moaning had on my cock when I got a blowjob, I wondered if moaning or humming would have a similar effect on a woman's pussy.

At first, when I started to hum, I got no reaction, but after about 10 seconds the reaction was tremendous, I felt her beginning to shiver, moan and sigh alternating with some high-pitched yelps, every time I hit a certain note. My mouth and nose were pressed even firmer against her pleasure center, making it a bit difficult for me to breathe and keep on humming. So I stopped, and she let go, allowing me to breathe normally again. By now my cock had become painfully hard, pressed against the mattress, high time to change position and start some serious fucking.

When I moved my head up and pulled my mouth away from her pussy, she protested with some disappointed moans. I grabbed her ankles, which were still behind her head, and moved her legs down, leaving her legs arched, then I slid up her body.

"Are you going to fuck me?" she asked panting.

"If you ask nicely," I said with a grin.

"Please," she replied without hesitation, "I want you inside me."

Her outer labia were swollen with desire, puffy and red. Her inner lips spread open like a butterfly also thick with her arousal When my cock then came in the vicinity of her pussy she grabbed it and slid the head along her intimate folds, picking up as much lubrication as it could gather, I scooted forward and rubbed the tip of my dick over them, teasing her.

"Oh Lew," she said, her voice filled with pent-up desire, "I've missed this so much."

One of the sexiest things about having sex with Linda was seeing my manhood spreading her open as I entered her quivering hole. When I began to enter her I watched, fascinated as her pussy lips forced inward a little as I continued sliding my girth into her. It felt as if her pussy tube was filled with a million fingertips tickling and massaging my throbbing member and she hissed in pleasure. It was going to be difficult to keep from cumming long enough to give her a few orgasms first.

I was however determined to make this all about her, my pleasure had to come second or better yet, to try and let her pleasure eventually trigger mine. With slow and long strokes I was going to try to give this woman the orgasm she deserved and would appreciate so much. Almost immediately after I started moving inside her I looked into her lust-filled eyes. It took her a moment for her to realize I was looking at her but when she did, she smiled and licked her lips.